noraleah:

eec:

Bob Dylan - Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right

This song makes my heart sigh, turn over, and wince a little as it settles back down (a good thing). That line? “Goodbye is too good a word.” Oh man.

But I can’t pretend it’s just the bittersweet lyrics; the boy I lost my virginity to did a frankly terrific hard-blues cover of it at a school concert weeks after he dumped me.  The heart-break was so consuming that the lashes of one eye fell out. He burned the melody into my memory.

I just don’t have the energy (or time) for that kind of melodrama anymore, though my heart is still a tender muscle, malleable, and ever close to the skin (if not worn on my sleeve).

 And here I was thinking I was the only one who had such painful memories from a song that I once used to love.  My ex boyfriend, a person who turned me onto Dylan and the art of ‘good music’ broke up with me, wrote out the lyrics and stuck them in my mailbox on campus. 

Awful.  I can’t even listen to the song without getting teary eyed.